Saturday 5.10.13
I missed Florence completely.
The bus into Florence was leaving at 8:30, I woke up at 10. Whoops. I did set my alarm for 8am but must have turned it off, I actually don't remember turning it off. So Chris and I went to the campsite office to see if there was any other way to get into the city. There weren't. We ended up just bumming around the whole day, with his friend Adam. Scotty found us and said he was going in again at 3:30 to bring everyone back, and then going in again at 5pm to take everyone to the karaoke bar for dinner.
At about 1 I decided I really wanted a nap. I woke up at 6:30. I AM STILL SO MAD AT MYSELF FOR COMPLETELY MISSING FLORENCE. I mean, I have seen it twice before so its not like I was going to be doing anything different, its just a really cool city, and would have been wonderful to see it again.
Chris had managed to get into Florence, and I didn't know if anyone else was around.
As I was walking around I spotted Mark and apparently a couple other people were in the bar - why I didn't look there in the first place i'll never know, of course they were there. Mark, Adam, Elise and Bri had all stayed behind, yay, I had friends. We started playing some drinking games around the pool table. At some stage these random kids came up to us and started playing pool, not sure this was a great idea on the parents behalf.
These kids were great, they only spoke a little english, but we were all having an awesome time. I still can't believe the parents of these random kids, just let them hang out with five super drunk australians. By time the rest of the group made it back from karaoke, I'd polished off my litre of wine.
Yeah, Florence was a pretty messy place I'm not going to lie. We were all in the same boat. At one point I was trying to run up a hill and fell over, then I just couldn't be bothered to get up and was lying there. Adam found me eventually and sat down next to me. When he started smoking everything went from bad to worse. The smell of it made me sick. Although he was really impressed that I managed to make it to a bush, do what i had to do, then literally run down to the bar. Apparently I like to run when I'm drunk.
Just as I sat back down with him, all hell broke loose. This random French girl was going on a rampage. She had hit one of the girls in my tour and one of the boys had hit her. Then my tour leader D punched her in the face and broke her hand.
This is what I was told, I didn't actually see any of this happen. We were all ordered to bed after that, which I was happy to do.
Funniest thing though; at one point in the night, Natalia woke me up in a panic. 'Sarah the cabin is shaking, its an earthquake' I literally rolled over, heard someone moan, 'Natalia people are just having sex up against your side of the cabin, its okay, shhh, go back to sleep'.
Even though I didn't make it into Florence I still had the best time.














